We are home sweet home, after a fabulous and nostalgia filled trip to see old friends in DC. I am lame and did not remember to take a single picture. We like DC. The Ethiopian food was everything we'd hoped for, and frankly, a kick in the pants lesson that the vegetarian platter habit needs to go. We visited Abe and various war memorials in the fading twilight it was nice to gaze at the White House and wish its inhabitants well.
When we got home the garden was so huge we nearly choked upon turning into the driveway. Cripes. Everything is dripping with heavy fruit, and we ate our first Sungolds, still warm from the heat of the day, growing on a tomato plant that is now nearly as tall as I am. Cucumbers are on, both the long Japanese cukes and the squat pickling cukes. Peppers are ripening, along with eggplant, tomatillo, broccoli, cabbage, winter squash. We harvested a portion of the garlic that looked ready, and they are huge and gorgeous, shining white and red and purple under the dust of the dirt they grew in. I have made two batches of pesto just with the basil pinchings alone. Yum. The raised bed has officially hit the crazy mark. The borage is a tangled forest that is almost always humming with bees. I love it but maybe next year not quite so much?
Suffice to say that there have been a lot of healthy dinners lately. Below, slaw fixings. Carrots, golden beets, beets, cabbage. Add an apple, some dried cranberries, make a dressing of oil, ume vinegar, mustard, chopped garlic, lemon, sugar, salt, pepper. Ooph, so flipping good.